I've been neglecting Slate in the madness of this week. Such a shame, I do love Slate so.
Death Means Never Having to Say I'm Sorry
Dialogue re: Bush and his ties to Saudi Arabia
I'm a fast-talkin' hell-raisin' son of a bitch, and I'm a sinner and I know how to fight
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- Say it ain't so!
- Blah.
- Best. Night. Ever.
- Walk of shame.
- And it all falls down.
- Confession.
- At least they came back.
- The joys of working with juveniles.
- Do it... do it...
- And it feels like... home...
- Sentencing brouhaha.
- It's about time.
- Your worst nightmare.
- Divine intervention
- and furthermore,
- Are the men just pluckier here?
- I said I wouldn't blog.
- Bye now.
- Slate
- Terror, terror, everywhere.
- I'm going to rant...
- Like whoa.
- The good, the bad, and...
- In search of more employment.
- I'm sure it's not that hard to hate me, and these ...
- Good times.
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